Wednesday, January 21, 2015

OUT OF AFRICA


Fact sheet:
A well-heeled Danish lady goes to an English colony in Africa, she proposes marriage to his brother whom she got along well with as a friend, he agrees, they agree to start a farm, but when she returns to find that her husband has decided on his own they would grow coffee instead.

The First World War breaks out and most of the men go south to protect the town.

Her husband, he transmits syphilis to her, He feels bad for giving it to her, she returns to Denmark for treatment, she is cured after 3 years and returns to the farm, he left out her house after soliciting a quantity of money from her one last time.

The coffee crops start coming in, but turning a profit becomes difficult, her barn catches fire, causing her to go bankrupt. 

She builds a school and hires a teacher to educate the black children.

Her partner (Robert Redford) gradually becomes in love with her, she wants him to be more in town but he travels a lot and comes and goes as he pleases.

Her lover dies in a crash in his private plane and she buries him on her land, her farm and lover gone, her life in Africa is over and she leaves, never to return, we are told at the end that she went on to write some books about her life in Africa.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

KAREN IN AFRICA



KAREN BLIXEN IN AFRICA






PHOTOS





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Biography:

Biography:





Isak Dinesen was born in the 17 of April of 1885, and she died on the 7 of september of 1962 in her house. 
She was a Danish author and she wrote books in Danish and in English; she lived in a problematic familly because her father comitted suicide when she was ten, and her mother stood alone with five dependent children, and she was in love with Denis but he always was travelling arround the world.

Hatim Arahou

Isak Dinesen


Isak Dinesen, whose real name is Baroness Karen Blixen was born in Rungstead, Copenhagen. She was a writer. Karen spent some of her early years at her mother's family home, near Horsens.

She was later schooled in art in Copenhagen, Paris and Rome. She began publishing fiction in Danish periodicals in 1905. In 1913, she moved to Kenya with his brother, which was at the time part of British East Africa.

They used family money to establish a coffee plantation there, hiring local workers, the kikuyu people, who lived on the farmlands at the time of their arrival. 

On returning to Denmark, Blixen began writing in earnest. Best know of her works, Out of Africa, published in 1937.

THE LAST INTERVIEW


The last interview of Karen Blixen

Zineb El Haddad

PICTURES OF YOU, The Cure


I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
that I almost believe that they're real 
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
that I almost believe that the pictures are 
all I can feel
Remembering 
you standing quiet in the rain 
as I ran to your heart to be near 
and we kissed as the sky fell in
holding you close 
how i always held close in your fear
remembering 
you running soft through the night 
you were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
and screamed at the make-believe 
screamed at the sky
and you finally found all your courage 
to let it all go
Remembering 
you fallen into my arms 
crying for the death of your heart 
you were stone white
so delicate 
lost in the cold 
you were always so lost in the dark
remembering 
you how you used to be 
slow drowned 
you were angels
so much more than everything 
hold for the last time then slip away quietly 
open my eyes 
but I never see anything
If only I’d thought of the right words 
I could have held on to your heart 
if only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart 
all my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you 
but I never hold on to your heart 
looking so long for the words to be true
but always just breaking apart
my pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
that I ever wanted more 
than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world 
that I ever wanted more
than to never feel the breaking apart
all my pictures of you